A woman descended from the Heavens and gave Humanity the opportunity of joining her kind. She gave them the power to absorb the abilities and strength of anything they can kill. The once proclaimed Goddess gave these humans one task, to find Epsilon. Yet in that journey, humans will have to sacrifice everything in search of it. The specific genre of literature is experimental

In Search of Epsilon

I still have some bullets left, but I decide to stop. I am, after all, not really doing anything. 


A grueling, terrible idea comes to my head. 


If the giant Owl is made of birds, and birds come out every time I grab it. What happens if I grab all the birds inside and kill them? 


“There must be thousands of birds,” says Ana. 


Flying around on top of the bird is nice. 


This must be what it feels like to be above people. 


“I'm nothing special,” I say as a matter of fact. 


 I don’t have the brains of Louis, the bravery of Alexander, the power of Kai, or the talent of May. 


Slow and Steady